Grasping Evil

Unfortunately, the hollow robbery is too small, and it is difficult to recover that sense of impatience after a hundred memories.

And his thinking was quickly interrupted by the sound of the second daughter whispering. It's noisy, but it's not boring. Instead, it's light and warm...

“Butterfly, I'm hungry, I've slept a long time, I haven't eaten...” Mu Weiliang is selling.

“Master, I'm hungry too... can you let the two of us out to feed...” The purple suit is pathetic.

I couldn't help but remember the day when the Hokkaido Blood Realm realized that it was a fairy.

In that day, these two little girls often team up to hunt for the second step of the demon beast. They seem to have broken into the murderous name of "Purple Gold Twin Shakes"...

Looking for food? Really a unique hobby...

It's only a pity that we haven't left the Blinky Passage yet. Even if we let two little girls out, I'm afraid there's no place to eat.

“Don't leave the Xuanyin realm for now. I have a few million years left. Take it first… By the way, I have helped you to suppress it temporarily. Until you realize what is true, you will bring down the heavens and the earth. ”

Ningfan, millions of years of psychotropic medicine suddenly like a hill, piled in front of the second daughter, these are the bottom of the house he seized in the brutal holocaust.

The second woman, a physical horror, and the first one from sin, are now all cultivated in the early days of Watson. It is not difficult to directly refine millions of years of psychotropic medicine.

“Butterfly, you're so sweet. I love you so much! ”

Mu Weiliang held Ningfan in his arms and kissed him. Then, with the purple glass, he carried a large pill of psychotropic medicine, and blinked and ran away.

Ningfan touched the wet spot on his face, hidden, and there was a feeling of inner fluctuation...

Indeed, his own hollow robbery is related to slight cooling...

Butterflies are slightly cold, caused by frontal dust, causally deep, but still entangled in the next life... maybe that's why their own heart attack is related to slightly cold...

Slightly cooled... Slightly cooled...

Ningfan closed his eyes, his mind was like a playback, resurfacing a scene of butterfly-burning wings.

Those friars who roared and roared to death in the ancient heavens, the great gates of that day, the unstoppable Emperor of Palm Fairy, and… the butterflies that ruined palm at the price of the ash smoke extinction!

Around Ningfan, a vision of the true river and the bridge began to appear. He stood clearly on the bridge of the first river, but the reflection beneath the river was as shattered and incomplete...

The reflection is a butterfly in heaven, and it doesn't seem to be...

If the reflection is no longer broken, but becomes complete, rather than confident, break through the empty bottleneck!

How can it lead to heartbreak; how can it complete those shattered reflections...

A long time later, the vision disappeared, and Fan opened his eyes with regret. Indeed, he could not lead to the heart attack...

Just let go of the heart attack first.

“The eyeballs gave me two congenital treasures. The names of these two treasures are so ugly that I have to rename them...”

Ningfan was one of the finest, the red flash flashed, suddenly there were two more magical treasures, appeared above the sky, all of which emitted a vast innate power.

One is the congenital stone palace named [small sign building], and the other is the anti-celestial bottle named [small green bottle].

The former can gather eight spirits, the latter can give the Candlebow Spirit advanced congenital possibilities… None of them are attack defense magic treasures, but they are all useful.

“This brand house can gather the spiritual energy of the Eight Parties, so rename it [the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Spirit], so as to use this treasure as a gateway to the eastern boundary of Xuanyin, gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and help the furnaces cultivate! ”

Ningfan pointed out that the Gathering Gate immediately turned into a 10,000-high Immortal Gate, falling from the sky, the town in the place where the furnace gathered.

In time, the spiritual energy of the eight parties converged towards this place. One hundred thousand dinghuo fought here. The cultivation speed will increase by more than ten times!

Of course, the faster the furnace is repaired and upgraded, the more benefits can be gained with the Ningfan of Mother Sherry.

“This green bottle seems to gather five lines of strength, and the aid spirit improves the grade, so rename it [the five lines bottle]. Well, give it to those little girls for fun...”

Ningfan turned his hand and took out a sword bag, untied it. In time, five noises came out.

“Van, long time no see, big sister misses you so much! ”

“The second sister understood a type of sword-spirited sword technique, weak and ordinary, please collaborate! ”

“Woo-hoo, the flowers are bullying me. Van, help San-sister get revenge! ”

“I didn't bully the water! It was Tong Tong! ”

“No... no... it's not me...” said Old Stupid Five.

All right, let's go. Mu Wei Liang and Zi Guan, two noisy girls, here comes another five...

Five Sword Spirit little girls flew out of the sword bag, chirping, chirping, waiting for them to get tired, Ningfan slowly introduced the effect of the five line bottle.

As soon as I heard that these five line bottles can help me improve my sword spiritual grade, the five little girls didn't make a scene anymore, rolled up the five line bottles, and ran away in the Xuanyin realm...

I guess I borrowed a five-line bottle to cultivate it… and the ear roots restored the clean Ningfan, laughing away.

Unfortunately, the sword spirit, as an organ spirit, cannot plant the seed Shelly, otherwise it can make the strength of five little girls.

However, there are five lines of bottles in the bottle. Even if these little girls can't advance to the innate spirit, they can't most likely escape the next innate grade.

How can it be weaker than the original candle bow...

Speaking of which, without the candle bow, I don't know how to handle this innate gourd...

For Ningfan who owns the Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly

Just keep the gourd first, I don't know if it will be useful in the future.

After all this, Tian Fan looked up to Dantian. The cracks on the S.H.I.E.L.D. are too frivolous. It was not easy to take the false Immortal King's finger before...

Ningfan is slightly helpless, his refiner level is scum, but he is not confident to repair the opener perfectly...

Unfortunately, the eyeballs are walking too early. Otherwise, at his refiner level, maybe there's a way to repair the S.H.I.E.L.D.

For now, it is only possible to return to East Heaven before trying to repair the S.H.I.E.L.D.

Knock, knock, knock...

A strange heartbeat suddenly came from the Western realm of Xuanyin, the direction of Ningfan's cave!

The heartbeat melted between the mountains and seas, no one could hear it, only the brute repair could hear it!

“This heartbeat is... Qiju! ”

Ning Fan shook his figure and came to the West Frontier Cave, looking cold at the seven ancestral statues in front of him.

The seven ancestral stone statues are constantly sending out heartbeats, and the sound is getting stronger and stronger, and it's barely repairing to hear, like thunder.

As the heartbeat intensified, the body of Seven Journeys lifted petrification a little bit!

Just a few breathing kung fu, Qiju completely lifted the petrified state and returned to normal!

“I didn't think the Ninth Generation Barbarian God would kill him. Did he lose count again? Fortunately, the old man was already ready...”

The Seven Journeys gradually recovered their focal length, and it was only then that they realized that the place was not the highest level of the Nine Heavens, but a strange cave.

In front of him stood a strange and familiar young man in white.

“Well, Daoist is a little familiar. Has my husband seen you? ”

Qiju looked at Ningfan with a smile, but his heart was cautious. Ningfan's aura was a bit odd. Obviously it was just the peak of Watson, but it gave him an extremely dangerous feeling...

At this moment, Ningfan has taken off his ghost. Seven Journeys do not know. Ningfan is the mysterious strong man who destroyed the stone gate with that sword.

Very familiar, very familiar… Although my husband has been separated from me for many years, I must have seen this face somewhere.

Where... there, by the way!

“You are a butterfly from the ancient past! A swordsman's dowry! It's the laughingstock of the Ancient Immortal Domain! My husband has seen you in six rounds! ”

“Interesting! Interesting! You are the butterfly for the purpose of destroying the palm, this world should be called Ning Fan... This is not recorded in the six rounds, but the old man presented it as a karma board. ”

“Weird, according to my husband's deduction, you have a commando. If there is no accident, it should make you the best feed for the fifth shard. I don't know what my lord is going to do, but it still keeps you alive. Is it true that the plan has changed? Unfortunately, my husband and I have been separated for many years, but it is impossible to know the details...”

Qiju frowned slightly, naturally he did not know that Ningfan had defiled his luck, had been dislocated, and had avoided his own dignity - the calculation of the Emperor of Hand Transport.

He also did not know that the commander had died in the hands of Ningfan. The plan of mastering luck has changed a little bit...

He was even less aware that today's Ningfan was far from what he had been able to deduce.

“You smell weird, but you don't scare my husband. Now that we've met here, let's grab you and bring you back to Nantian to feed the fifth shard directly. It's a better feed than you think! ”

When Qiju flipped his hand, seven colorful lights flew out of his sleeve and directly bombarded the Ningfan facade door.

These seven lights are silent and silent, but have the power of silence enough to make the vast majority of Zero Robbers respect Wonder!

In the view of Seven Ancestors, it should not be difficult to take down a feed in the district with such divinity.

But he obviously underestimated Ningfan's strength!

“You talk a lot, but I'm interested in some of the things you say. ”

Ning Fan's eyes slightly concentrated, his hands lifted towards those seven lights and pressed them. He even trivially understated them and crushed seven lights.

This can only be done… the only way to achieve the immortality of Vancouver's first heist!

Qi Zutun's face changed, knowing that Ning Fan's strength was underestimated, his hands pinched, he seemed to want to use the underlying magic card, and fight Ning Fan high.

Ning Fan did not give the Seven Journeys any chance to use the divine power, directly releasing the power of the punishment of Mount 36. The golden pressure is like substance, shaking the earth, pressing the Seven Journeys on the ground like a dead dog, immobile, cold sweat!

“What a terrible power of punishment! Impossible! If you are not a barbarian god, how can you have the power of punishment... you are the new generation of barbarian gods! ”

Seven Journeys seemed instantly to understand something, and suddenly appeared more frightened than when they saw the dark ink.

Impossible! A fodder in the district would actually become a teenage barbarian god, which is too different from your own deduction, even from a six-round deduction!

Although there are rumours in ancient times that monks of the Imperial Patriarch were able to violate the regression constant and produce a few variables... but the variables produced in the regression rather than in the regression are too big!

Those who can bring such a large variable back into the round, if they come out in reverse, must be the Queen of the Gestapo... Is this the fourth step really worth it!

Himself… treating such a qualified practice as a feed!

“Ancient… Swordmaster… Palm… Six Rounds… Fifth Piece… You know the secret, seems a lot.” He was never a man of kindness, rather with a cold eye. If Qiju dares to attack himself, he will bear the consequences!

Break!

Ningfan read out that Qizhou's body was suddenly in the golden light, slightly collapsed!

In the beginning, Yin Mo, with the power of the punishment of the three criminal mountains in the district, left Qi Zu powerless to resist.

At this moment, Ningfan has suppressed the punishment of the 36th Mountain. Seven Journeys are like ants. You can press your hands up to die!

“Terrible! With the power of punishment that this son possesses, even the Barbarian saints can suppress it. The old man is not his opponent at all and must flee! ”

Seven ancestors struggled to escape a handful of wretched souls, but only in vain. They were captured by Ningfan with their hands raised and searched directly for their souls.

Seven ancestors' memories were too fragmented to read those broken memories with ordinary soul searching techniques.

Ningfan used the rebellious spirit of the True Dragon clan again, and suddenly found a few complete parts from the broken memories of the Seven Ancestors.

‘I was Fan's seventh ancestor... named Fan Mo Kung... abandoned by the spirits... killed out of siege... seized a causal beast...'

‘The Shamans cultivated... to rebuild the book, my former god... to master the fortune of the Immortal Emperor... to calculate the Saint Apostle Zhang Dao... to plunder the fifth fragment... to make a full battle comparable to the third order of quasi-sancestry... and then to enter the realm of fantasy... to seek an opportunity to avenge the spiritual robbery...’

‘From now on, this is the Second Divine... leaving behind the savage... if there is a chance... to take the Nine Generations of the savage god Yin Ink and repair it... and merge it into the ancient savage tomb... in search of the sixth fragment...'

These are the only pieces of memory that can be seen clearly.

Boom!

Ning Fan glanced at the cold, directly smashing the souls of the Seven Ancestors, exterminating them and punishing them!

Even though the memory of the Seven Journeys was so broken, Ningfan still received a lot of information from it.

For example, Seven Journeys came looking for Yin Ink for the sixth fragment of the ancient tomb.

For example, Seven Journeys calculated the Saint Sect's disciples and obtained the fifth fragment.

And let Ningfan kill the message, but it is the true identity of the Seven Ancestors, for the Second Divine God of the Emperor of Lucky Immortals!

Lucky, lucky again!

First the commander, then the Seven Ancestors. I didn't think that fortune had so many arrangements for brutality. Unfortunately, these two still died in their own hands!

5th Fragment… 6th Fragment… The fragment mentioned in the memory of Seven Ancestors is not the fragment of S.H.I.E.L.D.!

In the hands of the Imperial Emperor, there is also a piece of debris!

In the memory of Seven Journeys, it seems to be mentioned that master luck is capable of fighting the first battle, and is able to match the third order of quasi-sanctionality...

This seems to be a memory of countless years ago… in that year, did luck have this strength? But why does it show up in front of the world that it is only the realm of the Immortal Emperor... is it deliberately hidden, or is there another machine for this matter...

Ningfan took a deep breath and gradually calmed down his inner excitement. Thought that having a shield to destroy the gods could compete with the palm of the hand, it still seems to be inadequate today.

There must be a battle between him and his luck, but not now. I didn't expect to learn so much unexpectedly from the memory of Seven Ancestors...

In this way, his understanding of luck has deepened a lot.

It's just a pity that the memories of the ancient world, the swordmaster and the butterfly are all shattered and invisible in the mind of the Seven Ancestors.

Seven Journeys seemed to know a lot of ancient things, but unfortunately they could not learn them from their memories.

“Hands-on...”

As soon as Ning Fan raised his hand, he wiped out the line of causation that had been left behind in the cave after the destruction of Seven Journeys.

Previously, he couldn't do it, and now he can do it with a glimmer of power to destroy S.H.I.E.L.D.

“Is the Second Yuan God still dead... can't figure out the result, was it Yin Ink who killed... but who killed Yin Ink... can't figure out...”

Beyond endless distances, Nantian Immortal Realm, Palace of Fortune.

The Palm Luck Immortal Emperor, who healed the wound in the closet, suddenly frowned, and then broke loose.

If you can't figure it out, you can't figure it out. The commander is dead, and the Second Yuan God is dead. After all, all his plans have been defeated...

Hopefully the last plot will not fail… Seven generations to kill the Emperor, 1872…

On the day of the fall of the Seventh Generation of the Emperor, it was when the Wraith came forward, and I looked forward to that battle...

Palm luck smiled slightly, closed his eyes, and at the same time, the entire Palm Transport Immortal Palace began the 1872 period of closure, hiding existence from the stars...

…

It has been two years since the repair was truly immature and the distance was quite havoc.

Two years ago, Ningfan walkers left the wilderness and entered the glittering passage.

Subsequently, the people led by the good words and the monster monks also left the wilderness.

After some effort, the Immortal Emperors successfully sealed the ancient Immortal Gate. Ultimately, the Immortal Gate was taken away by the Tong Tian Gu Emperor, and the demons did not have a dispute over it.

No one knows what kind of agreement has been reached between the people and the two demons.

The ancient wilderness that used to serve as a battlefield for both communities was completely abandoned, connecting the wilderness to all walks of life, and closed...

Long before the return of the emperors, the barbaric news had returned to their respective parishioners, shocked four days and countless monks!

Two years later, when he entered the barbaric monks, he has also returned to the demonic sky for four days. Yet the sensation caused by this robbery has not subsided!

Rumor has it that in the midst of this mayhem, countless meteorites of Lower Brothers and 19 Immortal Emperors fell into the Great Robbery!

Rumor has it that two third-stage quasi-sancestors have appeared in the wilderness, shocking confrontations… the circumstances are rarely known.

Rumor has it, the True Dragon clan is pouring the power of the whole clan to unblock something, it takes 7,000 years... The Four Kingdoms have also sent many strong people to the True Dragon clan to help the True Dragon clan complete the unblocking...

It is also rumored that Tongtian ancient emperor and Zhenlong clan chief gave orders to the clan at the same time. Man and demon clan truce for 7,000 years...

There is also a strange rumor that spreads in the circle above the broken thoughts…

After returning to their respective clans, many Immortal Emperors, including Tian Gu Di and Zhen Long clan chiefs, ordered their brothers to proceed with the establishment of the luck tower.

The luck tower is an ancient building that is extremely complex and difficult to build without a hundred years of kung fu.

It has only one role, which is to sacrifice part of one's Qi to the priests in the tower!

Who has such a great face to make so many Immortals build luck towers and forsake their good fortune offerings!

A lot of the forces sent people to spy, but they couldn't find out anything about it, and all the people who knew about it were given sealed orders and didn't dare to divulge it!

Only a handful of old monsters above the Immortal Emperor spent a great deal of effort to discover the facts, but then they kept silent, never mentioned the matter.

East Heaven, Demon Star, Thousand Autumns.

Chiakusa is a legendary sect with two Gestapo characters.

First, the first ancestors of the Qianqiu sect, the magic symbol Qianqiu Ancestors, once cultivated by the Latter-day God of Hua Gong, swept the demonic stars of all purification and emptiness...

The second Gestapo, still called Chiaki Ancestor, is stronger and more dominant than the first Chiaki Ancestor.

As if he had descended from heaven, he came directly into the Qianqiu Sect, swept the demonic stars with his own strength and escaped from the hands of the Seven Sha Sects of the Order Immortal Sect, then killed Baixian, the demonic name Geshi, and then defeated the younger generation of Dongtian, becoming the disciple of the Killing Palace for a thousand years.

Afterwards, this man continued to rise, breaking through the second step to cultivate, more than the tomb of the Imperial Palace of God than the First World War, breaking into the seal of the Rain Immortal King!

Rumor has it that this man is a disciple of the Ancient Emperor, with a backdrop for the secret family to escape!

It has been rumored that this man has disappeared for centuries, that some suspect that he is dead, and that he is breaking through closed doors.

This man is called Ningfan! It may not be famous in the other three days, but in the east, it has already broken into fame!

Nowadays, Chiaki tourists weave like weavers, where there is still a half-dozen demonic atmosphere!

Most of the monks who came here came to visit the former residence of the Rain Fairy King with admiration. Most are first step monks, and there are a few second step fairies.

There are absolutely not many people in this world who are able to rise up as scattered monks and put up the name of Immortal King! Ningfan is one of the best and deserves the admiration of many low-ranking brothers!

“Take a walk, take a look, don't miss it. This stone cave was the place where the fairy monarch of rain was closed down. It is said that there are still fairy monarchs in the cave, and only relatives can obtain it..."

A Thousand Autumns Demon stands outside a low stone hole, collecting money, drinking, and then countless monks squeeze their heads and pay to enter the stone hole.

“Whether it's Fan Tie or not! This sword is a Rain Fairy King who kills the Sword of the Demons. It stains countless blood throughout his life. Touch it once, a hundred crystals! ”

A magician held a heavy van iron sword and drank it. Many more monks suddenly touched the 'sword’.

“23179; Palace Secret Roll, Monastic Collection! As an ancient man of chaos, Yuzhijun naturally cultivated charm. He was said to have killed a single ‘gun' horse into the Demon Sect to undress the clothes sect, that war, that fragrant, shudder... This intimate volume details the immortal monarch's 10,000 winds, with 3,000 illustrations, selling only 500 crystals, trying to buy fast! ”

Another shout of magic suddenly aroused a lot of obscene male suicide interest.

Inside the Chiakuzong Hall, several Chiakuzo elders tasted spiritual tea spiritual fruit with a smile on their face.

Since they made money from Ningfan's tricks, almost every day hundreds of monks come to visit the Autumn.

Every day, there is a large amount of Daojing accounted for. With such financial support, Qianqiu, whether an elder or a disciple, the cultivation has improved a great deal.

“It's good to think that I was just an outside disciple of Qianqiuzong. In my life, I had no hope of melting. I was sent on a mission, but I was lucky enough to escape the doomsday. Losing the Sect, becoming a scattered cultivation, so miserable, it's hard to look back...” a Chiaki elder shrugged.

“Fortunately, the fame of the Rain Fairy King has grown. We also have a chance to become rich. With enormous financial resources, it is a step by step to knot Dan and baby. Hey hey, although my sect did not sit in the town, but pulled out the flag of the Rain Fairy King, even some old fairy monsters should treat us nicely..."

Speaking of which, several elders all had some eyebrows and flirty dances.

At this moment, the sky above Qianqiu sect suddenly heard a loud noise, like a thunder.

At the next moment, a red light appeared like a crack in the center of countless sounds, a red light cracked and directly shattered the void, followed by a dark red spiritual boat from which to sail.

At the bow of the Spirit Boat, standing a young man with black hair in white, looking at the familiar East Sky, smiling.

“Coming back...”